Free again
Back to bein' free again
Back to bein' me again (Hello!)
With all my precious freedom
It's Coca the don n***a
Whoo
(Free)
Ey yo Slay
Yo?
I tell you I got you ma n***a
Uh, once again New York City
I move rhymes like retail, make sure sh** sell
From where we at to my man's cell
I move rhymes like retail, make sure sh** sell
From where we at to my man's cell (Free)
Straight outta cell 12 a hell fell on my lap
A n***a was born to rap 'bout drug tales and all the rats
This is for Chef Jr., now that's Italiana
Chicken Parmesan and bocce with my paesanas
I told Manuel Azaña I'll die with my honor
Six bad b**hes, some marijuana, with ? Can find us
If you could see the pictures and the scriptures that these b**hes sent me
Hopped in the Ghost, my wiz jumped in the sister Bentley
When Suge had the Row, Jay start the Roc
I was in the car ? f** the cops
With the k**er cross, had Iverson on the block
Graced the cover of The Source, tell me that ain't hot
When in for RICO, kilos, wish they gave me the max
f** them T.O.'s, and see hoes for hatin' new crack
Four months on the toilet sh**, I can do that
Came with thirty, left with three, now how the f** he do that?
Most these n***as in the Fed shoulda been in the State
Off The Texas to Brazil, now we raisin' the stakes
I seen Gordouli, know that n***a big like Chapo
Shout out to you know who, let me f** in the chapel
Esa es ? First thing in the mornin'
Tried to send me to the shoe for the first pair of Jordans
I had a thing for the secretary, wa**up Ms. Jordan?
All that a** in them pants had you feelin' important
Left with J's on my feet, J's, J's on my feet
Straight out the cage, sun raised on the beach
And I ain't got to lie, my son raised on the beach
Crib with the elevator, Gabe on the piece
(Free)
It's goin' down, down, it's goin' down
Once again New York city (free)
It's goin' down, down, it's goin' down
I move rhymes like retail, make sure sh** sell
From where we at to my man's cell
I move rhymes like retail, make sure sh** sell
From where we at to my man's cell
(Free)
Gun choke, move dope, n***as know my repertoire
Bulletproof smart car, level six AR
co*ktail, Molotov, burn heat, turn heat
Revolve, co*k, bang, revolve, it's off
Cocaine, medating, codeine better lean
The f** out my way, drive the bricks down the highway
It's an anthem when I rant, f** you think I am, Kanye?
I had them wearing vests, now these n***as wear dresses (Free)
I take you back to the essence,
Free of charge a n***a so large, these n***as is stretching, I bless 'em
The pounds the purple with profits precise
With precision, we'll move you up the pillar, you get that right
Money motivation, this bread in the basket
Go ahead, say something 'bout it while you gettin' your a** kicked
n***as back on the New York bullsh**
My little man post up in the bank with a full clip, he let it off
(Free)
It's goin' down, down, it's goin' down
(Free)
It's goin' down, down, it's goin' down
I move rhymes like retail, make sure sh** sell
From where we at to my man's cell
I move rhymes like retail, make sure sh** sell
From where we at to my man's cell
Dj Kay Slay, The Drama King
Fat Joe, 50 Cent
New York City, had to happen
It's about politics
They can make a wrong teaching way to right
Or right situation wrong
Depending upon the players involved, politics
Wack 100, whadup?
Free again! (Free again)
(Back to being free again
(Back to being me again)
(With all my precious freedom)
(My precious precious freedom)